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Travel down an old country road on a lazy afternoon just two old friends, out for a drive. A country lass and an urban miss. The old hydro lines are what caught my eye. We stopped so I could get a shot. We were not that far off the beaten track, yet, the fields of green, and the old lines, gave me a feeling of another time and place,.

Best of all I was with someone who had grown up in the country, and loved the fields of crops and the newly cut hay just as much as I did. We would sigh with contentment when we passed peaceful gathering of cows enjoying the shade of sprawling trees sheltered by outcrops of large boulders and rocks.

Too often I am traveling down a major highway or road to a destination, this was a just because drive. No deadline, no specific time frame, just a drive, with a stop for lunch at a marina along the way. talking was optional.

Be kind to yourself. Make time for you. Lazy summer days are few and far between when we live a busy lifestyle.

That day we had mostly sunshine, but the rain did fall, we got the black rolling clouds, and vivid display of lightning. Made our day complete. Have you ever smelled the lush green meadows after a rainfall? Experienced the return of the sun and clear blue skies after an explosive down pour. the change in temperatures during all this variety of weather. Mother Nature works her magic in very special ways.

OK I have no idea, what I was thinking of when I did this, but it happened. Years later, I still don’t know what it was that drew me to put this “idea” together. Knowing I did it, always gave me pause. I thought to simply throw it out, yet it sat in the back garden for some time, a reminder that not everything I do, or come up with is “picture perfect”

At the time, I really liked the idea. The glove, the hand, I’m not sure, but it still might be out back too. We are cleaning up back there, it is time for a change. I know if they are there, it will be time to “let them go”

I remember putting this “character” into the old wood bird house, so he would be out of the elements. It is all overgrown now, but I saw through the branches that he is still there. It would require cutting away half of the evergreen now to get him out… so… he’ll get to stay. Actually maybe it was a she..

The garden guardians have come and gone, they tended and hosted the wildlife that used our land to travel safely through the urban sprawl. There is beauty in all that nature provides, and there is an unseen world around us that some of us see, and other’s don’t. Never-the-less, the world of imagination and fantasy never fails to capture our attention, when we listen to the wind whisper softly through the trees, or hear it howl when it is voicing discontent. This week we’ve heard the heavens bowling in celebration of a summer’s eve. the bowling balls landing with loud thunder as they rolled across the skies.

Even the wooden sprite is peeking out from his curtain of ivy… (this was he, before this summer’s growth) The heavy rains clear the spider webs from his face, and wash the ants away… He’s happy too.

Hmmm when I review our motley crew of garden elves and faeries… they have done such a wonderful job of keeping our land lush, green and safe from urban predators, maybe, yes maybe… I need to be selective and rethink the changes in the garden, I need to remember why they are there. It is not their looks that count, it is their reason for being!

The rain fell relentlessly, it poured so hard that the leaves and smaller branches outside the shelter were bowed in acceptance of the storm that raged. The winds had picked up, and taller trees were being buffeted by the fierce, determination of the gales that blew over and through them.

Thunder flashed across the sky, down below the water would be churning, the waves demonic, What was happening, she felt nothing. While all around her the world expressed her mood, her pain, the turmoil in her brain… she was a quiet witness, unfeeling to the searing pain within.

Some how, God was protecting her from the wrenching emptiness in her heart, from the cold reality of the moment.

To survive this moment, God had crystalized her heart. Under different skies they had promised never to part, to always, till forever be man, wife,mother,father. she gasped, clutched at her heart, the children, what would she tell the children.

At the thought of the children, there was a sudden change in the air, in the mood, the wind/rain seem to abate, she felt the tear slide gently down her cheek. In the distance she saw a golden glow.

The children would be on their way home now, the skies were clearing, she could make her way back to the house, and no he wouldn’t be there, but she would be…. and the joy of making a home filled with love and laughter, void of the frustrations and disappointments of a “dream” gone bad, would be the making of another chapter, in a world full of promise.

Storms happen…………but they don’t last…………….. Sometimes we have to leave the past behind…….. and move on into the sunshine of another………moment in time.

Namaste . Oyashikiri

pictures can be found on https://www.pinterest.com/qyhatharbour/weather-%2B-misc-intertest/

It’s Monday…. oh dear…. the start of another week. Wonder what is on the agenda for today… last week seems so far away, Had I made plans, are my days all booked. Seems strange that last week, I thought this week was going to be clear … and I would have lots of time to explore.

The weather really doesn’t matter, I’m still left to ponder all on my own, of just what or how and when, this day will come to and end. The excitement of life comes from expressing our individuality. We are born with a one of a kind personality and individuality, or unique character, that is ours alone. In order to express our ourselves fully, it is important for us to live each moment to its fullest. With our out most makoto (sincerity)

There are times when we are faced with which or what path we want to be on. It really doesn’t matter if you go left or right, what matters that whatever you do, is what you want to do, and that you travel the path taking in each moment as best you can.

The 1st of the month we celebrate, Day of Peace. Today and everyday, let us, no matter where we are, work towards wold peace. What ever you decide to do today, do it well, if you have time, sit for a spell… and enjoy the day, give thanks for being part of a world that holds an abundance of love, joy and laughter, we need only cultivate it in our lives. Peace be with you.